Danga Zone lyrics

[Hook]x2
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When I reach for my f*cking Glock
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I´m putting a hole in your f*cking head

[Verse 1: Mac-T Dog]
n*gga when I step hold your breath
Cause I´m creeping punk
Put that crome thang to your face
Lock ´em in the trunk
Vent the scene chillin´ Evergreen with my n*gga C
Then they´re trilling me in a ´93 Cherokee
Ballin´ through the woods
Set the palm to the bone yard
Cut my lights of on a [?]
With 4 corners camouflage
Thinking all the time in my mind
Should I kill this b*tch
Then my n*gga Tommy Wright said
Shoot that trick and dump him in a ditch
Grab my Glock and hit the valley
Tell ´em fools staying low
Running like a fugitive from the f*cking 5-0
Sweat poppin´ from my face
I´m knowing I got to get away freak
Smoking on a Kool Filter King hitting them Back Streets
Feds on a n*gga ass helicopter in the air
Firing up that tone break it down
I [?] got a big bird
Riding with that .45 Glock
Cause I know the f*cking sh*t is on
T Dog on a mission leaving me in this f*cking danger zone
[Verse 2: Tommy Wright III]
Grippin´ the .44 lookin´ from side to side
Tryna find n*ggas commitin´ a drive by
These n*ggas that ain´t from 4 Corners
So why in the f*ck do they wanna be goners
Pop in the clip and leavin´ these suckers dead on their back
Co we be sellin´ the crack
Puttin´ you off in the trunk with [?] skunk
You set in the woods don´t [?] you skunk
Killin´ the punk with dig on the grave
No matter whatever the sh*t gon´ be clever
The police would never catch on with me
I´m a OG they tell me from Pimpin Ville
Easily I´m packin´ my grip on my hip for n*ggas that just wanna trip
Showin´ out for the cameras
You gon´ be dead I´ll be locked in the slammer
Anna for you b*tches
That n*gga that talkin´ the sh*t like I´m goin´ out soft
Your hood loft
Your ass made it cause it that take you to [?] who is the boss
My nino ross is makin´ a n*gga fold up with the quickness of business to being take care
´Cause these n*ggas they know who the f*ck these n*ggas scared ´em
It´s a murder in the first
Will I do time for packin´ my nine
In my holster
If a n*gga come close I´m shootin´ the bast*rd
Sittin´ him to his master
With his [?] and the [?] sh*t [?]
Whippin´ it crime over the [?]
Should have never had f*cked with no duster
Step in my hood
See how we´re leavin´ the hell
Just like a cell in 201
Trapped but in the 4 I´ll drinkin´ that [?]
While I´ll be aching my gun
Stunned by the police dead on our back is were we lay
So how in the f*ck you think do we [?] kind of n*gga so [?]
So we let you commence to spray
Day by day the sh*t goes on
Strapped up in this Danger Zone
What you gon´do this the end of you sucker we´re worried about your [?] home
Takin´ these n*ggas to other dimensions the 4 Corner n*ggas are already in spirit
Packin´ my heat but the life in the street for busters [?] six feet deep
Take my advice and don´t step in the hood without a motherf*ckin´ tone
We´ll be ready to blast if you pass through the Danger Zone
Danger Zone come one come all
The bigger they are the harder they fall
The n*ggas that come runnin´ 4 Corner Pimpin Ville [?] brake necks
We´re crackin´ jaws
Killin´ them [?] in your face
Holdin´my Glock we [?] the busters
Keep the clips loaded
Never scared to hold it when I shoot motherf*cker
Hit the ground
Stick up time
Crime is what makes a criminal
Never fakin´ never traitin´
Real gangsters stay original gang
For your good
Try to roll through and you gon´ meet your maker
Put you in a hearse purse
Being asked you questions later
f*ck this f*ck your crew f*ck you fool
What you wanna do
You don´t scare me
You´ll get buried with the thing you think [?]
Best to make a U turn ´cause there ain´t no street lights on this block
Better roll deep through the Danger Zone you better not stop
Danger Zone we so deep
Creepin´ up slow while n*ggas be sleepin´
Leavin´ our victims D08
Doin´ whatever so we can get payed
Packin´ a pistol so break you off b*tch
The click is thick so can you handle this
I don´t think so here´s a piece of info
We´ll blast no matter how much you say quit
Try to be bad try to roll through
MCP gon´ catch a charge
Ain´t no busters in 4 Corners
Pimpin Ville we never flodge
Even if you duck and dodge
Best to believe shootin´ you ain´t hard
Love to pull a n*gga hoe card
Only person can say he was god
Start with some indoor
Smokin´ on blunts with my [?] folks
Stackin´ them [?] sippin´ that [?]
High as f*ck crack the window
One Man Gang Tommy Wright
Killer Cap Peeler with no love
Put some indoor in my system and I´m high as a thug
Leave these scruggs on their back
Hit the track and make my [?] me
Time to load them thangs
What them police doin´ on my street
Gotta have a ghetto pass
If you don´t the sh*t is on
We´ll be ready to blast if you pass through the Danger Zone
*I´ll put a hole in your f*cking head*
[Hook]x4
[?]
When I reach for my f*cking Glock
[?]
I´m putting a hole in your f*cking head